Otis look at her shock at what she said. In his mind he panic. Okay Otis, your artist, a peot, a painter, vision seeker, a writer. Your all of these things, now show her that! Or else nothing but a chicken! Otis leaned into Maura's face and toke a deep breath.
" Once apon time there was crow, you saw a beautiful she-wolf. The moment he saw her, he was interested in her, like no one else before. Ever since he saw her cry. He wanted to protect her and comfort her. Ever his feather brushed her lovely face. He wanted to kiss." Otis kissed the cornor's of Maura's lips. That when the bell ranged.
He got and look down at her. " May I walk you to your class?"